Weekend Update.

My cousin and his wife(pictured here at their wedding) celebrated their 16th wedding anniversary a couple of days ago. They've been together 21 YRS and married for 16 and now have 4 kids. They're such a good-looking couple and his wife is just so pretty that's how I wish I  could look! They are both so out of my league. There's this unwritten social rule that good-looking people only get with other good-looking people and ugly people get with other ugly people and you can't ever cross that line, sort of like the Caste class system in India, only for looks. How they met was also she was working with my other cousin( my cousin's sister) and also her friend and my female cousin suggested to her that she thinks she and her brother would get along really well so she introduced them....and obviously she was right because look at them now, and so now my cousin's friend is also her sister-in-law! My mother also said to  me about the dance studio across the street, There's a coloured girl working there!  and I was like, You can't say that! No one says that anymore; it's not the 1950's! That's considering insulting and they don't like to be called that!  and she goes, Who doesn't like to be called what? and I told her, Coloured.  No one says coloured  anymore; they prefer to be called Black! 'Coloured" is equal to '"negro" or "The N-Word!"  OMG! Old people!! She also took one of the 25 YR old's pieces of pizza to give the 13 YR old extra(even though he already had  something like 3 pieces already) leaving the 25 YR old short so I took it back! Then she snarls Are you going to give him the rest  of the pizza,too?  She really does have some nerve,though; taking food off the ones she doesn't like to favour the ones she does all the while crooning how "fair" she is. HA!What a sheer bitch!

Buddy was also really agitated last night in bed and kept wandering around all over the bed whining and coming up to me all worried as if he sensed some kind of danger or impending doom so I turned on the light to show him nothing was there and I held him close next to me and cuddled and comforted him and he eventually fell asleep but whatever it was really scared and upset him, and my mother also made a comment about him being our last dog,too, making it clear when he dies no more dogs , so I really and truly will be utterly all alone except I have a plan all set in order once he dies(if he dies before I do, although ideally we'll die together at the same time and then no one is left behind to grieve the loss of their best friend) that will solve that problem, and when I also lamented that out of planting 14 seeds I only ended up with one decent sunflower my mother sneered You should be grateful  that you even got one!  as always never validating my feelings, never allowing me to mourn my losses or grieve my failures and thinking I should be content to always settle for less, for crap, for the "bad hand" I'm always handed in life, to just accept the crap deal I always get and to be grateful for it, as if that's all I really deserve.

My hubby always exercises(incl. weights) every morning when he wakes up as well and I don't see the point when he's still  got a fat stomach(like a beer belly even though he doesn't even drink) and a Dad Bod so it's not making any difference and I don't know who he's trying to impress,  and we found out that Cadets has been cancelled for the upcoming season as well for the 13 YR old over the "pandemic" which is soooo ridiculous and I'm just so tired of all this bullshit; they act like it's the Plague or Ebola or something with over 90% fatality rate and disrupting everyone's lives and limiting everyone's freedom and mandating everything like a Fascist Police State, and yesterday and today my pain is sooooo BAD  in my lower rib at the back on my right side and going around to my abdomen it's the kind of white-hot pain where I feel nauseated, dizzy and like I'm going to pass-out; the kind where you wince and suck in your breath and feel all sweaty and chilled at the same time; it's brutal, and the kind you'd normally go to the hospital for but I have zero faith in them; they're so useless here they'd just say something stupid like I'm just constipated or pulled a muscle and tell me to take a Tylenol  and send me home so really what's the point and I figure it'll either resolve itself in time or it'll kill me so I just have to wait and see. I was also listening to a heavy metal show on the radio(broadcasting thru Google Home device) and I told the kids to NOT do anything to it as I was listening...and of course then they purposely kept broadcasting stuff thru it to keep interrupting my show, just to be annoying little assholes and I got mad and my hubby blamed me and said it was my  fault; that I shouldn't have said anything. WTF? I hate my family.